Chapter seven hundred and eleventh kind of the sun
Wang Lu naturally looked down upon these chaotic energies. If he killed a wild undead spirit, he would get almost no chaotic energy.
If we could gather a ray of chaotic energy that could be felt and seen, we would need to kill countless wild undead spirits.
Wang Lu took the Kunshan Sword and began to think about it. Liang Qiu could naturally feel Wang Lu's state, and was a little speechless in his heart.
This is a barbaric land, full of dangers. Even a real person above Nascent Soul will fall here if he is not careful. How big of a heart does Wang Lu have that he is still distracted here?
However, as a sword spirit, Liang Qiu naturally has to protect his master.
"Holy shit, this is useless!" Wang Lu suddenly shouted.
"Coming here to practice is tasteless to me, and it would be a pity to abandon it. It can be said to be a waste of time." Wang Lu thought about the gains and losses of this trial, and said with some lack of interest.
Liang Qiu looked indifferent, but in his heart he wanted to complain crazily, but he didn't know where to complain.
"But there is also a benefit." Wang Lu said with great enthusiasm, "I finally don't have to suppress my strength."
Wang Lu made his hand like a sword and swung it from top to bottom.
Suddenly, a burst of sword sound resounded through this barbaric land, and the sword energy that penetrated the nine heavens and ten earth suddenly appeared, turning into a strong wind and directly breaking through the darkness in front of the eyes.
It was also the first time that light shone on this land shrouded in death.
In front of Wang Lu, a ravine that seemed to have been plowed appeared. It was about several kilometers long, and something seemed to be shining under the direct sunlight.
But soon, the darkness separated by the sword energy slowly gathered, constantly eating away at the light, and finally the eyes became pitch black.
"Sister Qiu? Aren't you surprised?" Wang Lu said to Liang Qiu, who looked indifferent. He felt as if his desire to show off was unsatisfied, as if he had been punched on cotton.
"Liang Qiu is naturally overjoyed because of his advanced sword mastery." Liang Qiu said in a calm tone after realizing that this was also due to her temperament.
Liang Qiu didn't react just now. Wang Lu's little show just now made her a little unbelievable.
This attack vaguely transcends the realm of Yuanying, and it is not an exaggeration to even say that he is a monk who transforms into gods, but Wang Lu is a golden elixir monk to the outside world.
The most important thing is that the blow just now seemed to be done casually by Wang Lu.
"The wilderness is just like this." Wang Lu was a little disappointed, but he had heard the legend of the wilderness.
Where he is now, the Spirit Sword Sect spent a lot of effort to develop it.
Most of the spirits that were too strong were expelled, but the remaining fish that slipped through the net were worse than Xiao Qingyun, the trial place of the Spirit Sword Sect.
The monks in the golden elixir realm can have no scruples in Xiao Qingyun and rely on their strength to push forward, but here they also have to put their tail between their legs and abide by the most important secret of survival in the spiritual world, Gou.
Just as Wang Lu was thinking about how he planned to use this free time next, the wilderness seemed to become extremely lively, as if he had been awakened by his sword just now.
The endless death energy began to boil, and there were eerie ghost cries in the ears, and the teeth-searing sound of bones rubbing against each other was empty and chilling.
"Sister Qiu, do you want to sit in the sun like this?" Wang Lu suggested.
"Growing the sun?" Liang Qiu looked confused. She knew what the sun was, but this was the first time she heard about growing the sun. And can the sun be grown?!
"Today I will open your eyes." Wang Lu was a little excited. It was also the first time that he could use this weapon of mass destruction without any scruples.
"I remember this is the edge of the wilderness." Wang Lu suddenly said.
Liang Qiu immediately became vigilant and had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"What do you want to do?"
"Let's go to the center of the wilderness." Wang Lu showed a wicked smile, "Throw me into this place. How can I be happy if I don't give my master a big gift?"
"Do you know the dangers of the wilderness?!" Liang Qiu persuaded, but words could not stop Wang Lu's crazy idea.
"Why can't you let me go?" Wang Lu teased, "Yes, I am the most handsome among your many masters. My damn charm has no place to be, even the sword spirit is attracted to me."
Even though he knew Wang Lu was joking, Liang Qiu still felt angry in his heart, and then returned directly to Kunshan Sword.
"Sister Qiu, Sister Qiu?" Wang Lu looked at Liang Qiu who returned to Kunshan Sword and ignored him, and called twice, knowing that he had gone too far in joking.
He didn't care anyway, after all, he knew Liang Qiu's temperament. It was just that he had a change of heart, and it would get better after a while.
"Let's plant the sun." Wang Lu directly raised the Kunshan Sword and flew directly to the center of the wilderness.
As for unfamiliar places, this is nothing to a professional adventurer. Doing enough research about the world in advance is a quality of a professional adventurer.
The closer he got to the center, the more Wang Lu felt the surrounding darkness corroding him more and more powerfully. The black mist that could induce people's negative emotions constantly impacted his state of mind, trying to make him degenerate into a demon.
The aura of the jade pendant on his chest that suppresses evil and exorcises demons is constantly wearing away. As Wang Lu speeds up, the original gentle light begins to dim.
When Wang Lu noticed that the death energy here could actually pollute the spiritual light of the Lingbao and damage the foundation of the Lingbao, his original casual attitude restrained and his expression became extremely solemn.
Wang Lu put away the Kunshan Sword, put away all his valuable magic weapons, and then took out an iron sword to practice. After all, it doesn't hurt if a mortal soldier is broken, but it can't last long.
He did not encounter dangers on the way, but based on the principle of killing instantly with one blow, he would leave if he could beat him, and run if he couldn't beat him, without any hesitation.
Relying on his strong strength and the golden finger as a powerful logistics, he finally arrived at the center of the wilderness that he had been waiting for.
At this moment, Wang Lu had no grace at all, but no one could stop him from wanting to win the sun.
"We're here." Wang Lu looked a little excited, as if a miracle had appeared on the statue during a pilgrimage.
"Miniature compression hydrogen bomb." Wang Lu didn't say much nonsense. He opened the mall and bought a hydrogen bomb with ease.
"The sun has come! You filths!" Wang Lu was in a proud mood and shouted with high spirits.
He slowly opened the safety device and set the explosion time, accompanied by the sound of mechanical collision.
Wang Lu's heart tightened. Although it would not detonate within the time limit, he still subconsciously threw the hydrogen bomb directly out of fear of the hydrogen bomb. Then he flew with his sword without looking back. The speed was so fast that he only saw a streak of light.
Breaking through the sky, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The corpse king undead souls below looked at the sky without knowing why, and then let out bursts of roars, but they still captured the human aura left by Wang Lu.
The fresh flesh and blood and souls of strangers constantly stimulated them, and the bloodthirsty killing in their hearts constantly drove their instincts. Even the corpse king and ghost king guarding one side could not avoid it.